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1637 (27/07/1984) K


ÁNDHÁR NISHÁY TUMI DIIPÁVALII
PRIYA, TUMI PRIYA,
GAHAN ARAŃYE MADHU KÁKALI
ÁNDHÁR NISHÁY TUMI DIIPÁVALII

SHUŚKA MARU BUKE TUMII NIIR DHÁRÁ
NIIRAS MLÁN MUKHE DYUTI ÁSHÁ BHARÁ
HERE JÁOÁR GLÁNI TOMÁTE BHÚLI
ÁNDHÁR NISHÁY TUMI DIIPÁVALII

JÁ KICHU CÁI NÁI, TOMÁKE ÁCHE GHERI
JÁ KICHU PÁI NÁI TOMÁTE ÁCHE BHARI
ÁMÁR PÁOÁ TOMÁY DIYE JÁBO CALI
ÁNDHÁR NISHÁY TUMI DIIPÁVALII


O Lord, You are the festival of light in the dark night.
O beloved one,

You are the sweet murmuring of the dense forest.
You are the water fountain in the dry desert.
You are the hopefilling ray, to dull and dry faces.

By forgetting You, we suffer the agony of loss.
Whatever I do not want, surrounds You.
Whatever I do not get, is abundant in You.
All my attainments, I continue offering unto You.











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